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Retirement blues: Steven Soderbergh's Logan Lucky

 Daniel Craig, Channing Tatum, Adam Driver, Katie Holmes. Dir. Steven Soderbergh, Bleecker Street, 2017


Sometime in the early 'Teens, director Steven Soderbergh retired. His retirement proved difficult to discern, since he immediately proceeded to direct all the seasons of The Knick, with Clive Owen. Reiring again after that, Soderbergh then reemerged to direct Logan Lucky in 2017. Please, sir, for movies this good, and for their fans, please stop retiring.

Daniel Craig is a redneck safecracker who gets himself arrested and sent to jail as an alibi for when he and his cousins, Adam Driver and Channing Tatum, rob the cash room at the Coca Cola 600. They plan to rob a much smaller race, but a scheduling conflict forces them to go for the bigger score.

I don't want to say much more than that, except Tatum seems to do his best work for Soderbergh. He and Driver and Craig are hilarious together. I will also say Logan Lucky is sort of Soderbergh's redneck-remake of his own Ocean's 11, especially the climax, and that this is Soderbergh in his Informant! mode, the ensemble cast and quirky plot feeling Cohens-lite as much as Ocean's Anything.

Not an unseen masterpiece, Logan Lucky IS an underseen, good Soderbergh film. I'll add it to the 'Win' column on this haul. 

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